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| Pain - made to order I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave Better get an army, cuz the fire left me unscathed You betcha bottom dollar I'm the top of the shit pile So stick around cuz I'll get to you in just a few Step off the achtung, get back or get stung Idiotic sense of yourself, are you that dumb? Entire legion of me, totalitarian The one and only muthafucka, top of the world man Cuz I can't stand it, planned it, gonna crash land it In other words, consider me branded Another version of me, another version of you Both barrels - what you gonna do? All I hear is human noise You made your own fuckin' choice I belong to only me Silence for my revelry I can over die over time Filthy hands, stay away from mine Every reason is a right to hate Painful clutch - death is fine, gimme mine Only one of us walks away Somebody explain this You don't care cuz you don't exist What the fuck is this another joke? Reckoning! |
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